A child's bargain, made when Snow was eleven years old. She'd spat in her hand, like her father had done when he was buying horses, and held it out to shake. Mrs. H had avoided the spit, and had wiped her hands after, but she had shaken on it. It was something, looking back, where she should have seen that the bargain had never been struck at all. Her stepmother had let her think it, but it wasn't real.
Snow had loved and loved and loved. And she was far enough away to see that for all the words that came with the beatings and the starving and the baths of ice-cold milk, her stepmother had never loved her back.
So she could at least respect Dyson for not shaking hands on the bargain at all. She nodded once. Not pleased, but satisfied.
Re: Snow White - OTA
A child's bargain, made when Snow was eleven years old. She'd spat in her hand, like her father had done when he was buying horses, and held it out to shake. Mrs. H had avoided the spit, and had wiped her hands after, but she had shaken on it. It was something, looking back, where she should have seen that the bargain had never been struck at all. Her stepmother had let her think it, but it wasn't real.
Snow had loved and loved and loved. And she was far enough away to see that for all the words that came with the beatings and the starving and the baths of ice-cold milk, her stepmother had never loved her back.
So she could at least respect Dyson for not shaking hands on the bargain at all. She nodded once. Not pleased, but satisfied.